People had ransacked the grapefruit-flavored seltzer the other day so I was left having to buy “mixed berry” and it is spectacularly not good and now I have a problem.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.
People had ransacked the grapefruit-flavored seltzer the other day so I was left having to buy “mixed berry” and it is spectacularly not good and now I have a problem.